Washing Powder

I went to iron a t-shirt and my jeans in the laundry room earlier and some kind Swedish man gave me the rest of his laundry powder as he was leaving to go back home tomorrow... What a nice start to the day, despite it being about 2pm... (I finished work last night at 4am, hence the nice huge phat lie-in).

Gotta say that the new bar I've started in is a bit mad, its down to earth, serves pretty rubbish drinks; cheap nasty vodka, Jack Daniels, loads of cheap spirits I'd never seen before etc etc and the coffee isn't very nice, but the staff are crazy and half of them boogie around the place like they are out on a night out. Last night there were a load of 17 and 18 year olds in the place for an end-of-year afterparty, and some staff kept on dancing on the bar in front of the dancefloor. Usually the place will close at midnight on a Friday and Saturday, and hopefully tonight I'll finish at about 1 or 2am at the latest. It should be busy, mad, with everybody running around trying to whack out drinks as fast as they can... Its a bit more O-Bar'ish, which is what I want.

I'm working 7 days this week, and 7 days next week. So no time for me to go out and blow all my cash on booze... Good in some ways I guess, probably good for my internal organs too!

I also found a packet of easy-cook rice in the kitchen, which I swiped off the 'Free Food' shelf. Bargain.

Am off to buy some trainers, as my McFly shoes/trainers are taking a beating with the messy bar floor and me walking around in them every day.

Hope you are all well,

Good luck with the job at O-Bar Kelly!

Stevie Wonder.

xxx